The moment he opened the package, the Duke of Soaring Dragon turned into a messy disarray. He was petrified.
Long Yinye’s head had a large hole in the forehead and widely staring eyes from an unpeaceful death. Those eyes met Long Zhaofeng’s the instant he opened the package.
“Ah!” A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Long Zhaofeng’s mouth.
“Your Lordship, what’s wrong?” The personal guards around him all ran over.
“Kill him, kill him, kill him!” Long Zhaofeng was like a mad demon as he pointed towards the sky and gave the command over and over again.
Fatty Xuan laughed loudly, “Long Zhaofeng, you allowed your son and daughter to kill other heirs in the Boundless Catacombs. Did you never think this day would arrive? There is karma even in the immediate life and it comes swiftly. Hold your son’s head and go slowly cry in the corner!”
“Kill him!” Long Zhaofeng painfully cried out with all his strength.
